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This
is a work of fiction based on the characters established and defined in the
movie Proof of Life. It is strictly
for entertainment purposes. Please do not copy, publish or alter this work in
any way without the written permission of the author.
As it takes place in a fictional Latin country, all dialogue will be in
English with references to when they are actually speaking Spanish.
All computer expertise is TOTALLY the imagination of the author.
Jungle Dance - Part Three
By:
Songbyrd ©06/2003 Dino
and Terry were more relaxed after a successful mission.
Dino moved up next to Terry when he asked, “So how long has it been?”
Neither of them pretended they didn’t know what he meant. Terry
sighed, “Since the end of the first week.” He took a deep breath then went
on, “She’s the most amazing woman I’ve ever known. I can really talk to
her, she knows how to listen. She’s
always been really supportive about what we’re doing here, until tonight.” “So
what’s different about tonight?” Dino
asked. Terry
went on to explain about her “feeling”.
It was kind of eerie. Dino
shook his head in wonder. In all of his years, he learned to not rule out
intuition or any other kind of inner feeling.
Gut hunches were real. He
wasn’t sure what to make of it. Tori was a strong, practical woman, he
imagined she was probably a tiger in bed. But
he tried not to dwell on that one too long.
He had known Terry was fucking her almost from the first night.
Not because either of them gave anything away, but because Terry was so
relaxed. Only sex; and plenty of it
made a guy that comfortable and relaxed; especially a guy like Terry. “You
know she can’t stay don’t you? We must find a way to get her back to the
city. She won’t reveal anything; I
know that as well as you do.” Terry
sighed, he knew it. He had always
known it. It was just too soon;
maybe in another week or two. Couldn’t
they hold on for that long? “Yeah mate, I know that.”
But his insides wanted something else all together.
They
were approaching the house when Dino stopped. He signaled Terry who was behind
him. The front door was open and a
ladder in place. Terry’s heart
dropped to his knees and started beating triple time.
SHIT! Her feeling, it wasn’t for him it was for her. OMIGOD!!!! They
rushed their reconnaissance to get into the house as quickly as possible.
When they reached the landing and looked inside, Terry felt sick.
The front room was a shambles; a fight had definitely taken place.
In the middle of the room was a man in worn out military garb flat on his
back, a large blade protruding obscenely from his chest. His large black eyes
staring ahead; DEAD! But who killed
him? They moved as slowly as they could, but both of them wanted to find Tori.
They moved in tandem like they had done a thousand times before.
It wasn’t fast enough to suit Terry, but Dino held him back. “She’s
probably in the PC room.” Terry
thought about it and realized he was probably right.
Tori had a good sense of self-preservation.
They moved to the kitchen only to discover another body hunched over the
dinner table. He was shot in the
back, looked like a .44. Lots of them. There
was blood spatter all over the floor and the table telling them he was shot at
very close range. Terry checked his
pulse. None. Again, who did the
shooting? The gun in the bedside table was a .38, Tori couldn’t hold the .44;
it was too big for her. They looked at each other. “This doesn’t make any
sense, who are these guys?” Dino
was perplexed, as was Terry. Terry
swallowed repeatedly as he felt his throat muscles constrict in fear. They
moved down the hall, the first room was the main bedroom.
Terry felt sick to his stomach when he entered.
Blood everywhere; it was all
over the floor and the bed. He
looked around and saw her. FUCK!!! Terry
rushed to her, “Tori luv, can you hear me?”
Tori was huddled in the corner, her eyes staring straight ahead, her
chest heaving with adrenaline. She
had the gun he’d left for her in her hands.
Both of them clenched around it so tight her knuckles were white.
Her index finger was still on the trigger. The gun was still warm from
the last expulsion. This had just
happened. The bodies were all still warm. Dino
was moving on the other side of the bed to find another man shot in the chest,
center mass. He had part of the sheet clutched in his hands along with a .44
next to him on the floor. “Terry, here’s another one.
I think he was the main threat to her, these rounds are from a .38. Looks
like an entire clip at extremely close range.
He must have been on top of her or very close to it when she fired.
Is she okay?” “Tori,
its Terry. Luv, I’m back.
I’m here. Talk to me.” He
pulled on her enough and she moved slightly.
He had to work to get the gun away from her.
It was empty; twelve rounds, all gone. SHIT!!!
Then he saw her, really saw her as they turned on the light.
She was bloody, soaked the front of her shirt. It was on her arms neck
and shoulders and on her bare legs. “Tori, are you hurt?
Please talk to me?” Terry
was pleading with her. He carefully scanned his hands on her body to reassure
himself she wasn’t injured in any way. A
far cry from the last time. He
picked her up and carried her to the spare room. Removed her blood soaked shirt
and laid her on the bed, he wrapped a sheet around her trembling body and moved
in next to her, her body continued to shake.
Dino
did the rest of the house, there was no one else around.
The dead men looked like ELT guerillas.
How many were there originally? Did any get away?
Shit, they needed her to talk to them.
Dino brought the bottle of tequila hoping it might relax her a bit.
He walked in to find Terry holding her. She was still staring into space.
Terry
held her and was whispering to her. “You’re
safe now luv. I’m here.
No one is going to hurt you as long as I’m here.
I shouldn’t have left you, I’m sorry I didn’t stay with you when
you were afraid.” It was then he felt her move and snake her arms around his
waist. “Oh
God, I was so fucking scared. SHIT!
I heard the footsteps and thought it was you.” Then she started to cry,
her arms squeezing Terry as tight as was humanly possible.
It was a release. Terry knew
it, as did Dino. It only lasted a
few minutes. Her body trembling,
Dino handed her a short glass of tequila. She
took it, the liquid sloshed in the glass from the shaking in her hands. She
downed it with one swallow; didn’t even bat an eye.
She held it out for more and Dino complied. “Sweetheart,
we need to know one thing. How many
men were there?” “Three.
There were three, I killed one. At least I think I killed him. The other two
were killed by the one I killed. He
was really awful, he was going to rape me.”
She regaled the story of how she’d been accosted but the other two told
him to leave her alone and he got pissed off at them, told them they couldn’t
tell him what to do. They fought all over the place. The gun shot in the kitchen
was first and then he stabbed the other one before he could get away after a
huge fight in the front room. “He
had this gleam in his eye – it was pure malicious evil.
He thought he had me, but while he was in the other room I got the gun
from the bedside table. The whole
thing is a bit hazy, but I remembered what you said Dino, about not speaking
English… so I didn’t. He was
surprised at my Spanish. But he was
even more surprised when I shot him. He
didn’t think I would do it, because I didn’t have any balls.” “What
did you say to him?” “I
told him he didn’t have any either. He’d
thrown me on the bed and when I shot him he fell on top of me.
All the blood on me is his. I knew if I waited I’d be dead or worse. So
I shot him. He is dead isn’t
he?” She was clinging to Terry but
they had shifted on the bed, Terry was propped up on pillows with his arms
around Tori from behind. She was snuggled into his chest from her back with her
arms looped through his. Her head was under his chin. “Yes,
luv, He’s dead. You did the right
thing.” Terry knew in his
heart that they were over, he had to get her out of here.
He wouldn’t put her in danger again. “But answer me a question, when
the men were fighting why didn’t you hide in the PC room? You would have been
safe there.” “I
didn’t think I could get there without them discovering the room and I
didn’t want to give you away. You could have lost everything.”
Terry sighed at her selfless explanation. “Oh
Luv, you could have been killed. No
information is worth that. You are
safe now. No one is going to hurt
you again. I promise.” Julio
and Miguel came from the hangar to help remove and dispose of the bodies.
They had a perfect plan for it and they disappeared without any comment
to Tori about what they were doing. The less she knew the better.
Terry and Dino worked to clean the bedroom; blood isn’t easy to remove
but it was done. Tori
offered to help but Terry sent her to the shower and told her they would take
care of it, she’d been through enough. For
once, she didn’t argue. She had to practically scrub her skin raw just to feel
clean. When her shower was finally
complete, she opened the shower door to find Terry waiting with a large towel to
wrap around her along with his arms. He cuddled her close to his hard chest, led
her to the toilet where she sat while he brushed her hair. Her body still shook
from the horror of it all. Her adrenaline was working overtime and she
couldn’t quell the all over trembling. Would she ever be able to get that
horrible face out of her mind? Terry
would pause repeatedly to kiss her shoulder and hold her to assure her that she
was indeed alive and well. Never had
she ever felt so cherished and safe. He picked her up and carried her to the bed
in the spare bedroom which had been made with fresh sheets and was turned back
for her. She crawled in and was fast
asleep in a matter of minutes. Terry
leaned over to kiss her lightly before he left the room. They
worked well through the day, and by the time Dino and Terry were satisfied that
all evidence of the three guerillas had been totally erased it was almost time
for negotiations. Dino took off for
the hangar so as not to miss his radio time.
Terry locked the house as tight as he could get with the alarm armed; it
had been disconnected since Tori’s arrival but was now securely activated.
Maybe if he hadn’t let his guard down this wouldn’t have happened.
But it meant only one thing. He
had to get somewhere safe. He
went into the bedroom and started to pack her bag with her things just like it
had been when she arrived. They
would leave in the morning to get her back to the city. He moved into the spare
room where she was sleeping and watched her.
The covers had pulled away from her upper body. She was on her side but
her breasts were uncovered and her hair was a golden frame around her face and
upper body. Tori had the most
beautiful body he’d ever seen. It wasn’t just a sexual turn-on, but every
time he gazed at her he was so overwhelmed at how she made his heart race.
Her body glowed with a touch of something; he couldn’t put his finger
on it. Then it dawned on him what it
was and he smiled at the revelation. It
was love. He loved her and therefore
saw her in a different light than any other woman before her, including his
wife. He
moved quietly to ready a bag for himself. It
would take two days or so. She was
in good enough shape and he knew exactly how to get her in The
negotiations went quickly, only three hours and then he was gone.
He was up to $850,000 with the ELT still holding at $2 mil. He had four
days until he had to be back. He could make it back in one day.
He had it all planned in his head. He
didn’t want her to go but knew there was no other way.
He was loading the clip for the .38 when he felt her eyes on him.
She was awake and smiling at him. She was propped up on one elbow, her
hair all messy and golden in the pale light.
Her body revealed to the point where he could see just the beginning of
her apex furring. She was so at ease
with her body, it was one of the things he loved about her. “Whatcha
doing there?” “Re-loading
the .38. How are you feeling luv,
you’re looking quite delectable.” “I’m
okay, at least I am not shaking any more. So much better with you here. Why
don’t you save that for later and join me?
My body is craving you. I’m
wet and getting wetter by the minute. I need you Terry. Please come be with
me.” Her soft heart felt
plea was beyond his ability to resist. She
pulled the sheet away from sleep drenched body to show him how much she needed
him. The moisture glistening between
her thighs and the glow to her eyes only reinforced her obvious need. Terry
smiled at her boldness. “How can I refuse such an invitation?”
He was on his knees next to the bed.
He reached for and pulled her to him.
He spread her legs in front of his face.
“God you ARE wet. I need to
drink you.” Then he lowered his
mouth to that very same wetness and quenched his thirst.
He started with a short little lick, she spread her legs wider, and he
opened her folds with his fingers ever so slightly.
He saw the dark pink throbbing clit and started a small suck.
Just a tiny bit. He rained short tender kisses all over the area,
bringing her even wetter and making her twitch with anticipation.
“Don’t worry my beautiful goddess, I will not neglect you.
I want this to be the best it’s ever been. So lay back and surrender to
the pleasure I’m going to lavish on you.”
She raised her legs to open herself even more and moaned at the
sensations he invoked in her. He
settled in, drank of her and suckled her clit.
He moved up and down her opening going everywhere.
Missing nothing, he went to her opening and submerged his tongue all the
way in and then pulled out to suck the wetness out.
Then he would move back up to her clit and begin the ritual again.
All Tori could do was lay with her head back and moan for him not to
stop. She needed him so much.
Then he began seeking her orgasm in earnest.
He took his fingers and used them in tandem with his lips and tongue.
There was something about his fingertips fingering her and massaging her
while his mouth was there that seemed to turn her on even more.
She trembled and started convulsing; her pubis jerked and thrust towards
him, over and over again. She could
hear him, moaning his own delight at her arousal.
“Keep
it up baby, you’re almost there, flow into it. Don’t hold back. Give it all
to me.” He lowered his lips back
down to her clit and blew, the cool air on the heat of her throbbing tissue was
just about the end of Tori. She had
spread her legs as far wide as she could and Terry simply feasted on her
richness. He loved the taste of her, then he felt the quivering in her entire
lower body. She was there. He
didn’t let up. He was going to
drive her completely over the edge. Tori
was totally lost in her mind. Pleasure
didn’t even cover it anymore. He
sucked and licked and fingered until she thought she would explode and then he
continued again. She started to
quiver, her body shaking
uncontrollably. She grabbed his head and pushed him into her pussy,
she just wanted more of whatever he was doing.
Her head was spinning past lucidity into a vortex of orgasmic ecstasy.
Her vision was blurred and her entire body aflame.
She couldn’t stop the shaking as she burst into that place.
A place she had never been. A
place she knew only Terry could take her. He
didn’t stop, it happened over and over again.
Was it more than one or just one long trip?
She wasn’t sure. Honestly,
she didn’t care. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh,
myyyyyyyyyyy Godddddddddddd.” She
was panting, her body still racking with tremors from his lips and tongue.
He still continued to drink and suck.
She removed her hands from his hair and pulled on him to bring him up to
her. “I
wanted to give you something to remember me by.”
His voice was soft. She
could see her wetness all over his beard. She
rubbed his face with her fingertips and brought it to her lips. “That
certainly qualifies, thank you. I’ve
never felt anything like it. I never
felt ecstasy before.” She
responded with candor. “No one makes me feel the way you do.”
“We’re
leaving in the morning, Tori. I’m taking you back.” His voice was soft and
laced with a finality that Tori knew in her heart it would be pointless to
argue. They shifted their bodies,
hers naked, flushed and quivering with total sexual fulfillment, his still clad
in black tank shirt and fatigue pants. They were spread on the bed, hers half on
top of his. Her leg was over his
lower body, her arms across his chest, it was their favorite position for
talking. “You
know I don’t want to go, don’t you?” “Yes,
I know. But I can’t stand the
thought of you being in danger. Every time I left I would worry about you here
alone. That could get me killed, and Dino as well. I’d never be able to
forgive myself if anything happened to you.
This is the way it must be. Do you understand?”
His eyes searched hers. “Yes
I understand, as much as this has been like a dream.
Well, parts of it anyway.” She
commented sardonically, he just smiled vaguely as he recalled the vision of her
soaked in the blood of that ELT maniac. “I
knew it wasn’t going to last. I
have a life I must get back to. You
have one too. And it isn’t here.
You know that don’t you?” “But
this is what I do Tori. It’s what
I’m good at it,” he said. “Does
it bring you satisfaction that you’re doing what you want with your life?
Is this truly what you want to be doing?”
She watched him carefully for his response. “No,
it doesn’t anymore. I want to have
a life outside of this crap. But
it’s all I know how to do.” “No
it isn’t. You’ve convinced
yourself because this is your comfort zone. Terry, you’re an incredibly
intelligent and capable man. Yes,
you’re good at this, but it isn’t the sum total of who you are.
You can teach others, look at the way you taught me about it.
A few days were all we had and I understood everything you said to me.
You’re a natural teacher and believe me I know one when I see one. If you
don’t want to do it then quit, or just take it to the next level.” “I’ll
think about it.” It was all he
said, but Tori could tell he was going to think about it. That was promising. “Okay,
enough about that.” Her hands were
unbuttoning his trousers and reaching for that male hardness she loved.
“What do you say we get you naked so I can treat you to a little of
what you gave me?” She pulled on
his shirt and it went to the floor. His
pants followed and they were side by side. But before she could lower herself
onto him he shifted their weight so she was straddling him. “I
need to be inside you, in deep and full. I
want to stay there a while. Just
submerged. No movement.
Just our bodies with one another. Do
you mind?” Tori
moved down to him, “No, I don’t’ mind at all.
If this is our last night for a while then let’s be together as much as
possible. Only one thing; I want you
on top of me.” Terry
complied and the dance continued and then they slept wrapped around one another. The
morning dawned bright and clear. They
readied themselves early and left without hardly any words.
The crew was up and drinking coffee when they arrived at the hangar.
Tori said her goodbyes and told each man to make sure they make it out
alive. She took Dino to the side
while Terry used the bathroom. “Dino,
take care of him for me. He’ll be
depressed with me gone. He’s very
lonely. Please, help him come out of Tecala. For me?”
Her eyes were pleading for understanding. Dino
hugged her tight, “Terry isn’t the only one who’ll be lonely with you
gone. You’ve been a breath of
fresh air for all of us. I think
Julio is ready to whisk you away to a desert island.”
He chuckled at his own words. “But yes, I’ll watch his back the way I
always have. I just want to say
this, I’d never seen Terry as upset as he was when we found you.
I was relieved that the men were already dead because he would have torn
them apart with his bare hands. He’s
a good man, the best. Wait for him.
He loves you.” With that
Dino kissed her on the mouth with a minimum amount of passion.
Then he left the hangar. They’d
been traveling about six hours when they stopped by a beautiful stream and
glistening waterfall to rest and eat a bit of peanut butter and crackers and
some fresh fruit. Tori removed her
shoes to stick her feet in the cool water. It was a beautiful spot; the dark
jungle trees hovering over the pool like a mother protects her young.
It was hard to believe that such beauty could exist among such violence
and poverty. Tori was lightly kicking the water around with her toes. “This
water feels great, I love outdoor
water. Are there any untoward fish
types in here?” She questioned.
You never knew where there were piranhas or other poisonous water
creatures. “No,
there aren’t. I’ve dipped in
this pool often. It’s okay.”
As soon as he said it was okay, she began removing her clothing.
“Tori what are you doing?” But
he knew. She wanted to feel the
aeration of the waterfall on her skin. He began to remove his as well.
When could he ever resist Tori without her clothes?
He couldn’t. She
was in the water first, her nipples erect at the coolness, but her golden body
glowed from the contrast. She reminded him of a water sprite.
She went down into the water and all he could see was her head.
Her honey hair was floating around her on the top of the pool.
“Come on Thorne, quit you’re lollygagging about.
Get that bod in here.” Terry
went under the water to swim towards her; he came up hands first on her body,
stroking and kneading all the parts he loved that he wanted to memorize for
later. His head came out immediately to claim her lips in a mind blowing kiss.
They clung to each other. Tori
wrapped her legs around his waist and he was inside her.
Just like that! He moved with
precision, inside and out, all the while pulling her into the deeper part of the
pool towards the waterfall. So
it was, with the fresh Tecalian water coursing over their bodies, the two lovers
joined and leisurely enjoyed to
completion everything their bodies could offer one another.
The water kept them from tiring and they were again in that place where
no one else could go. That place that was theirs and theirs alone. They stayed
until nightfall; made a small camp
and huddled together into the sleeping bag.
They had two of them but wanted to be close for the short time they had
left so they used only one. The
night was a rapturous gathering of bodies. Hard and wet. They were
joined all night, even during sleep, Tori didn't want to be without him inside
her. She wanted him for as long as she had him. They rose early only to
make love in the water again. They were insatiable, all they wanted was
each other. The
water was rushing over them in the early morning aftermath when Terry spoke for
the first time in hours. “You know, I would love to take you to a place
I know in "It
sounds wonderful. I’ve been on the back of a motorcycle once and it
turned me on so much I didn’t dare try it again.
But with you I would be more than willing, for the outback and the
motorcycle.” She giggled and
placed her forehead on his chest, “Terry, I don't give a flying fuck how much
money you have. We've proven we don't need it. I’ll go
anywhere with you. As long as I can be with you and love you I’ll be content.
" Tori felt his cock swell inside her yet again. He was
insatiable. She squeezed her walls to draw him in further.
They bobbed in the water with their rhythm.
Terry leaned against an out cropping of rocks and pulled her to him.
Still joined, he raised her body so as to relish her golden breasts.
He took one in his mouth, pulling on the nipple. Tori could do nothing
but groan and arch toward his mouth for more of the same.
His hands were around her lower waist to hold her steady as he slathered
his love on first one, and then the other; not
ever wanting to forget her taste. His
voice was husky when he finally spoke. “I
remember back when you were asleep that first night.
All you were wearing was the white tank shirt and it had slipped down;
I fantasized then about your nipples.
I wondered if they were pink and rosy, or brown from topless sun bathing.
I see they’re a little of both. Tori,
are you a nude sun bather?” His
grin was delicious. “Absolutely,
whenever I get the chance. But not
since before this trip. I usually
only do it in my backyard at home. I
have a tall fence with lots of trees. Here
in Tecala, I use a suit. Surely you
saw my tan lines all those times you perved at
me in my sleep!” She giggled as she stroked his neck and the wet silk
of his hair. “Yes
I saw them, it told me you weren’t vain.”
“Oh
honey I’m very vain. But out here
in the middle of no man’s land, I didn’t give a fuck. I
love the luxuries of life; bubble bath, massage, getting my hair and nails done.
I love those things, they have their place.
It just isn’t here.” His
lips stilled on her breasts as he recalled where they were. “Baby,
as much as I want to stay and feast on your wonderful body.
We need to go. I want you in
the city by mid afternoon.” He was
already detaching himself from her. Tori
knew he was right. It was over. This
was the last of their bodies joining. She
felt her throat begin to close up. SHIT!!!
She wouldn’t cry, she wouldn’t indulge that selfishness.
Terry
pulled the jeep up within a block from the Embassy.
He was on a side street covered in a grove of trees. He killed the engine
and reached for her. They kissed in
urgency and then he said, “Go into the front there and tell them your name and
that you want to speak to Dover McClune. You
don’t want to speak to any one else and then you tell him nothing about who
helped you.” His voice was
firm. “Terry,
I can handle this just fine. I’ll
be okay. I don’t want you to worry
that I’ll give you away. I
won’t. I promise.”
Her voice cracked and she held the tears at bay because they had no place
here. She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed tight. Then she walked
away. She didn’t, couldn’t look
back. It was then, after she was out
of vision from him that she allowed the tears to sneak their way down her cheeks
unheeded. She walked the short block
and entered the air conditioned Embassy. There
was a US Marine at the desk. He was
fresh scrubbed and very young. He
smiled at her. “Can I help you
miss?” His voice was extremely
friendly. Tori focused on her
mission. “Hello,
my name is Victoria Montgomery. She opened her passport to show him. I would
like to see Dover McClune please.” At
the mention of her name he was on the phone in an instant.
From
then on Tori was treated like royalty. The
Embassy physician gave her an exam and concurred with her announcement that she
was fine. She was housed in a
gorgeous cottage suite of the hotel where her bags had been stored. She was
right, they hadn’t touched a thing. Over and over the concierge assured her
that her bags were untouched since their arrival. She was going through her bags
and thinking of Terry. She had a
staff member start a bath for her. A
bubble bath, she couldn’t bear to take a shower, it made her think of Terry.
SHIT! Was everything going to remind her of Terry?
She sat on the edge of the main bed and felt the tears form again.
She knew he loved her; he didn’t say it, but
he didn’t have to. It was
there, in every touch, in every glance. But she hadn’t told him.
FUCK!! She hadn’t told
Terry that she loved him! She heard
a knock on the door, then it opened and Emily came running in.
Tori jumped up and they crashed in their anxiousness to hug. For
Tori it was so good to be with someone familiar.
Emily peppered her with questions. Unfortunately,
Tori had no answers. Terry felt she
had to be careful even in a room. There could be microphones.
Emily confessed that Tori’s plane crash had sobered her and that she
quit and was only waiting for her so they could return to the States together.
She had followed the instructions in the note and told no one about the
circumstances surrounding her affirmation that her baby sister was alive and
well. It
was evening and Tori was readying for bed. She
pulled a light cotton nightgown to wear. It
was funny- she hadn’t slept in anything since she met Terry.
If she tried, he would just remove it anyway.
She smiled to herself. The
bath had felt great, but she longed for Terry to wash her hair. To feel his
fingers massaging her scalp and stroke her anywhere else his hands were want to
travel. She and Emily had dined in
their cottage and Emily had gone to bed. The
first night, she confessed that she had not really been able to relax since Tori
had stepped on the plane. So Tori
was alone; she slipped under the sheet. She
laid there and thought about her life and all that had changed in it.
In a few moments she was asleep. ************************ Dover
McClune was in a quandary. He knew
he should press Miss Montgomery in regards to her rescuers.
He had a strong suspicion they were the ‘soldiers’ slowly
deteriorating the ELT. But did he
really want to know? Not really.
Because if he knew then he would be obligated to try and stop them-
maybe. And he didn’t want to stop
them. So he left the woman alone. He
wasn’t sure he would get it out of her anyway.
She had been pretty adamant about not revealing anything about where she
had been and who she’d been with the last five weeks. He was looking out the
window at the beautiful mountains that surrounded this country he had learned to
call home. He heard a small sound
behind him and jerked around to find Terry Thorne sitting in a chair across from
him. He knew better than to say his
name. You never knew who was
listening. He stared at him and
pointed to the bathroom. They
entered the room and ************************* Terry
moved with quiet determination across the shadowed grounds of the hotel.
He should’ve left to go back but he had to see her one more time.
He had to tell her the one thing he had wanted to but had lacked the
courage to do so. He knew where she was; He
moved closer to the bed and leaned over her. She opened her eyes and smiled.
Her arms reached out and he was there.
He crushed her to him; it was
an urgency. They quickly rid him of
his clothes and her miniscule nightdress and he was ravishing her with his lips.
No words were spoken; none were needed.
They knew each other’s bodies so well. He started at her lips, kissing
every angle possible, then her chin- a soft little nibble that led to her neck.
She arched her head back so he could get to every possible curve.
His lips closed around the indentation of her clavicle and stayed there
for just a moment. He moved
inward, the beginning swell of her breasts.
Just the smooth golden skin that joined the wonderful roundness made for
his mouth to cling to. His hands massaged each one as his lips traveled all over
and around. He didn’t want to miss
an inch of her. Then he took her nipple between his lips and pulled slightly.
Tori groaned. Tori
was dreaming, he was here. Lavishing
his love on her. His lips working their magic on her. She never wanted to wake
up. Terry
took his time, his lips suckled her breast until she was writhing for him to
wander further down. He kissed her
belly moving from right to left, all along the place where her bruise had been,
all smooth and silky again without anything to mar its uncompromising
perfection. He was there, in that
soft fuzzy warmth that was her femininity. He
buried his face in the softness of her. Her
legs parted and he could smell that sexy scent that was only her;
a combination of desire and innocence all wrapped together in his Tori.
He saw the hot throbbing clit that he wanted to suck, his lips closed
over it and pulled. Tori bent her
legs and opened them wider, her hands in his hair pushing him towards that
climax that she wanted him to give her. She
moaned for him to continue. He took
his tongue and kissed every inch of her, licking and drinking until he felt his
body throb so much. His voice was
barely a whisper. “Tori,
honey, I need to be inside you just one more time.”
He raised himself up to her face and plunged deep inside her.
He relished the enclosure of her. He
was so hard and didn’t want to climax yet; he wanted to stay sheathed in her
forever. Her arms snaked around his back and pulled him to her. Tori
was awake; it wasn’t a dream. “You’re really here. I’m not dreaming.”
Her voice was soft in its obvious declaration. “You’re
not dreaming luv, I’m here. I had
to be with you once more.” And the
dance began anew; the pushing, the pulsing of a desire driven so urgently they
couldn’t even begin to describe it. Fast
and desperate they shook with their bodies’ climax.
A cataclysmic explosion. “I
love you Terry.” Tori’s whisper made it only the distance to Terry’s ears.
He was complete, this made it bearable.
Leaving her. He stayed inside her as they moved to their sides and they
drifted to sleep again with each others’ love to hold on to.
Tori
woke the next morning, the sticky moisture between her legs told her she
hadn’t dreamt him. She turned and
saw a single flower from the veranda on the pillow with a short note in
Terry’s bold scrawl. LOVE YOU ALWAYS!!! T.
The tears were flowing as her heart burst and broke at the same time. ******************** About
one year later or so Terry
pressed the accelerator down as he drove the tree-lined streets of Stanfield The
BMW took the curves of the sunny streets easily; he saw what appeared to be the
high school, he saw the grandstands where they played football. He smiled
as he recalled Tori telling him how she had lost- no not lost, but gave her
virginity to that football player. God he missed her. What a tiger
she was in her sexuality. The few e-mails they’d shared hadn’t
even scratched the surface of how much he longed for her. But it
was just enough over the last twelve months for him to be reassured that she was
indeed waiting for him. He
saw the brick entrance to the small university. Very few cars, classes
didn't start for another two weeks but Tori had said she went in every day to
make sure things went smoothly for the transition when students began to arrive.
It was an old stately campus, lots of trees over expanses of lawn with big brick
buildings strategically placed to give it a very welcoming look. The sign
said since 1892. Old school. Well by American standards anyway. He'd
never been to university, but wanted it for Henry. Upon his return to Fucking
all day long in the jungles of Tecala was a far cry from real life with all the
baggage. She had a large family here and it would be difficult, if not
impossible for her to leave them for any extended period of time, being as close
as they were. But she’d said in one of her e-mails that if it was meant
to be and she truly believed it was, then everything would work out. But
they had to be together to do it. He knew she was right; his mind went
back to one of their late night snuggle sessions when she confessed that she
would go anywhere with him- or was it under the waterfall? He
hoped she still felt that way. He smiled. What a fucking memory that was.
She’d made such a beautiful paradise out of a sewer like Tecala. He
saw where he was headed- Langdorf Hall, home of the English Department and
Tori's office. He glanced at his watch; he had changed it on the plane for
this time zone. One Forty-five PM. She should be here. She
wasn't expecting him until the end of the week, but he had cleaned all of his
paperwork at lightning speed and caught a earlier flight. The
bottom line; he wanted- no, needed to see her. He'd pictured her
golden hair and smooth silken skin for twelve months; he wanted to hold the real
thing. His heart was racing like never before as he climbed the steps into
the lobby. Upon entrance he saw the old oak door with its milky glass
pane. English Department. He turned the knob and went in. There was
an old polished countertop with a number of wooden desks behind it. There
were stacks of files and books on some of them. He saw a young woman
typing on a computer. She
looked up as he walked in, her eyes went wide as saucers as she stared at
him. She couldn't contain her words, "Holy Shit! Terry Thorne." Terry
was taken back that this young woman knew him, "You know me?" His
voice deep and a tad surprised. "I'm
sorry, I just wasn't expecting to meet you until later in the week. Tori
described you to a 'T' so we would know you." The girl gushed on.
"God, I'm "Can
I see her?" He glanced back to see a door with her name on it.
Closed. "She isn't busy, is she?" His heartbeat increased at the
idea of her being so close. "No-
I mean she isn't busy. She isn't here. She left at noon. She only works in
the mornings before classes start. She's at home. I can give you the
address." She was grabbing paper. "That's
alright luv, I have the address. But I could use some directions." Terry
practically ran to his car and was back on the road in a matter of moments; she
was at home. All the easier to hold her and get her naked as soon as possible.
His body was totally aware that she was so close. His heart swelled that
she had told her best friend about him. SHIT! It was as if he was sixteen
and going to pick up his first date. He really was in love. If he hadn't
known it before, he knew it now. He
found the house with little effort. It was a cut above the others around
it, a modern version of an old design, not overly large but pale yellow with
pristine white trim, white picket fence, very green grass, and two huge trees in
the front. The driveway revealed a small SUV and a huge truck with the
words Montgomery & Son Antiques, Restoration and Liquidation.
Her father's company. SHIT!! Her father was here. His palms started to
sweat. He gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles went numb. He
was just about to get out when he saw her front door open and a muscular man,
obviously not her father, come out with Tori in his arms. His eyes drank
in the sight of her. Her hair had grown, long and golden pulled back in a
ponytail. She had on a pair of short overalls, her legs, shapely and
tanned with her feet in slip-on white tennies. Her shirt was a tight hot
pink tee, hugging her breasts. She looked fantastic. She was
more beautiful than he remembered. The
man looked very content with his arms around her; jealousy reared its ugly head
as Terry wanted to rip his arms out of the sockets for touching her. Then
it dawned on him as the man removed a work belt and placed it in the front seat
of the truck. This must be her brother- Steven, or was it Kevin? He
was his father's partner. The two hugged and then he got in the truck and
left. Tori skipped back into the house. Never even looked his way. But
then, he was three days early. Terry
pulled the car into the drive and sat stock still wondering what the fuck
he was going to say to her. As he got out of the car he could hear the
music, loud and with a strong beat. Australian rock band if memory served.
He chuckled. She would want her music loud. He climbed the steps, his
heart beating so strong he was sure she could hear it above the music. He
rang the bell. The music stopped. She
was there. The beautiful lavender eyes he hadn't seen for over a year were
still just as luminous. "Terry!" The words came out in a whispered
rush. "OMIGOD, Terry!" "Hello
luv." And
then she was in his arms. God, how could one woman feel so good? He
buried his face in her neck and relished the scent of her. She jumped up and her
legs were around his waist. He grabbed that perfect ass to keep her from
falling. She was raining kisses all over his face and neck. She had
her arms tightly looped around his neck. Then she looked at him and their
lips met. It
was a reunion after being an eternity away. The lips meshed in total
harmony. Lips over lips, tongue meeting tongue. Their bodies heated
up in a matter of seconds as Terry's hands went to the fasteners on her
coveralls. Tori
felt the floor beneath her and couldn't believe he was finally here. She
had waited and waited, longing so much to feel exactly what she was feeling
right now. His hands were inside the shirt and moving over her breasts.
She had to stop him. Now was not a good time. She pulled away before
she got too far. "Terry, no! I can't." Her voice was sharper
than she intended. SHIT!! Terry's
face displayed a disappointment. She had never said no to his touch.
He was moving too fast. "I'm sorry luv." His tone was contrite.
"I've just missed your body next to mine; I got carried away. You
look fantastic, better than I remember." He'd loosened his hold to
rest casually around her waist. "Please don't take this wrong, but
you've put on a couple of pounds. You look great." Tori
smiled, he had no idea. But he would soon. "Yes, I’ve gained
some weight. I lost fifteen pounds while I was in Tecala, since I hardly
ate. My captor never fed me. He just ravished my body beyond
distraction." "Yes
he did, and loved every minute of it. The place wasn't the same after you
left, so Dino and I exchanged places. He took the house and I took the
hangar. Too many memories." He leaned down and kissed her
again. Wanting to be with her so much, he pulled her body into his.
His so hard, hers so soft. “I hope you have the gold teddy handy, I’ve been
dreaming about you in it, and out of it.” "Yes
it is ready and waiting, but Terry, I don't live alone. I need you to meet
my new roommate." She took him by the hand and led him to the back of
the house. "Is
this something new?" He was surprised she hadn't mentioned a
roommate. "A guy or a gal?" His voice was soft. She
said nothing, "Been here about 3 months; we get along really well. Maybe
because she doesn't say much." They walked to the back of the house,
a lovely sunroom with banks of windows streaming sunlight. Terry
loved her house on sight. Then he looked at the roommate. "Holy
Fucking Shit!" Tori
chuckled. "Terry, I’d like you to meet your daughter, Sara Katherine
Thorne." Terry
just stared at the beautiful small life before him. HIS DAUGHTER!! He
could say nothing. She was so exquisite. Just like her mother. "Do
you want to hold her? I don't think she'll break, and I know she doesn’t
bite, seeing as she doesn’t have any teeth." There was a smile in Tori's
voice as she gazed at the features of the one man who managed to steal her
heart. The one man she could never forget, and had never even tried to. Terry
was dumbstruck. "No- I mean yes. My God, it never even occurred to
me." Tori
leaned down and picked up their daughter; she was in a little yellow print dress
with a tiny yellow bow in her golden red hair. Her eyes were open and she
just sort of smacked her lips together as her mother held her close to her
breast. Then she turned and handed her over to her father. Terry
took her in his arms and felt something stir within him. What was it?
Pride? Tori led him to a white wicker rocker so he could be more comfortable.
The tiny hand enclosed around one of his fingers. She was so small.
Had he ever seen a baby this small? Was Henry ever this small? Did
he see Henry when he was a baby? "I
was just about to feed her when you got here." Tori said quietly.
Sara had been fussing but she was good as gold in her father's arms. Was
it instinctive? For an infant to know who they could trust? Did they
know when someone truly loved them? Terry
looked up at her, an expectant smile on his face. "Can I do it?
I've never fed a baby before." "Well,
you don't have the right equipment right now. Not that there is anything wrong
with the equipment you DO have." She grinned as she sat down
across from him. She unhooked her overalls and pulled her shirt open to reveal
an overly plump breast. She took Sara and within moments she was sucking noisily
at her mother's breast, making little gurgling noises as she swallowed. Terry
could see little white bubbles around her tiny mouth as she greedily gorged on
her mum’s milk. All
Terry could do was stare. He didn't know what he enjoyed more, watching
his baby eat or the sight of Tori's breast, all golden and full. SHIT!! Was
there ever anything more beautiful? "You've
been sun bathing nude again haven't you?" A smile was in his voice.
The golden tan without lines was a dead giveaway. Not to mention the brown
nipple; he felt himself go hard again. There was just something so
sexy about a woman breastfeeding. The mother of his child, nourishing his
daughter. Tori
looked at him with a sexy grin, "Of course, since I didn't take a vacation
this summer I was free to indulge in a tan.”
She looked up at Terry and smiled lovingly, then gazed back at Sara.
“She has been a delight for me Terry. I love her more than I ever
thought possible. Thank you." "Do
you have any idea when? I know there are a lot of possibilities. But
I’ve heard that sometimes the mother knows. Do you?"
His question was soft, it was a tender moment.
He didn’t want words to spoil it. "It
was the first or second week, I didn't cycle again after that. I’d completed
a cycle before the plane went down. It never even entered my mind to use
birth control. You had me completely distracted," She shivered
as Sara shifted and pulled on her nipple, "but if I had to hazard a
guess I would say the dining room table. Which time, I couldn't possible
guess." Terry
smiled in remembrance. They had fucked everywhere in the house. The
dining room table had been a favorite because Terry always got hard when Tori
was in the kitchen. Was that significant? Was he just an old
fashioned chauvinist at heart, turned on by breastfeeding and a woman in the
kitchen, barefoot? "Your
parents must hate me." Tori
looked up at him quizzically, "Why? I was there too. Besides my
parents know me and they know I don't do anything I don't want to do. They know
you’re going to be here by the weekend so they planned a huge BBQ for Sunday
afternoon. My entire family will be there.
They all want to meet you." At Terry's look of shocked
horror, Tori laughed and rushed to reassure him. "Terry,
they’ve listened to me talk about you for over a year. They were so
grateful to you for saving my life and for risking so much to let them know
I was safe and you gave them a perfect granddaughter. You’ve been
elevated to saint status, so don’t worry;
my mom thinks of you as a miracle worker.” “Why is that?” Terry was curious. Not to mention cautious; they thought him to be something other than who he really was. Besides, he had every i |